Absolutes are not to be believedconditions multifarious, fluctuatingconsider the messengerweigh the message Have faith in outcomesunknowable, in resourceswithin, follow progressionnot digression Wisdom knows the way. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
Petals:I’ve counted thempressed thempreserved them Dropsof sentimentprescientpretenders Trivialpursuits of passiongaming for lovechildish ploys Petalsfickle as the seasonselusive as joytoo soon expended. (For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: petals. Image my own.)
It’s just a moth, I offeredthat blue moon nightrattling windowschafing nerves We’d chosen exile –sister and I – refuge from family demons, not ours to claim Innocence borrowsresponsibility – I boreit like a badge;she shattered Could not discriminatedarkness from her owninner light – soughtto end the fury I’ll carry us both,I murmured, too youngto recognize […]
Lovely photos and words, V.J.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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so beautiful to look at, even though I don’t like to drive in it
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Thanks and agreed.
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V.J., I may not like snow, but I do have to admit your photos makes it look so pretty 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee. It has its moments.
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Gorgeous photos and poem! It’s strange that it is still Autumn until Dec 20th, yet all over the US ans where you live Winter decided to take over early! Beautiful work as always V.J.! ❤
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Weather seldom seems to follow a calendar. Thanks Deborah.
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